The Chiang Mai HELL Temple! – VIDEO
I thought MY imagination was twisted…
I thought MY imagination was twisted…
He’s facing away from me but I can see his profile in the firelight; creased brow, hook nose, stained grey beard. Rage surges up in me…
On the road, south of Prague.
I get my first ever fine from the cops for hitchhiking, and I try a local eatable…
I want to hitch a ride on a private jet. Somewhere out there, one of you has a friend with a plane. I want to make this happen, and I know we can do it. I want to hitchhike the sky!..
“Are you up for it mate?” “Of course” he snears, his juggler pride offended. “We have had only six beers. I will juggle. I will juggle any way you like. Let us make this interesting. I will juggle, J.U.I., and what is more, I will juggle cans of IPA, and I will do it on the roof…”
According to Bill Tijuana is more fun than Vegas. But we’re going to Vegas anyway because we like Bon Jovi…
I get dropped off on the edge of town and walk down the road a bit to find a good hitchhiking pitch. There’s a sheriff’s cruiser parked on the side of the road. There isn’t a whole lot of traffic. I wonder if this guy gets bored sitting on the side of this lonely road all day…
“We only have one sort of marijuana in Australia. It’s called ‘dope’, and it’s illegal.”
Bill smiles.
“This is another world my friend. Welcome to California…”
“I’m pretty amazed so many people still use donkeys here” I comment. Dione chuckles. “Some men in Cartagena have a special relationship with their donkeys” he says…
Sophia is skateboarding from Darwin to Alice Springs. If you see her, please stop and offer her a cold drink. Sophia, you rock! I love it when I meet people who travel in more eccentric ways than I do. Then again… What is “normal” travel?
…Before you moved in there was druggies running a meth’ lab in that place. There were hookers turning tricks in there, fights, non stop fucking problems. I had to call the cops one night ’cause this guy climbed my fence and fell asleep in my back yard…” I lived in Redfern for a while, in…
I Am Tall. Get Over It. I get so sick of people commenting on my height. It’s like: “really? I’m tall? No shit? I never noticed that before. Fuck! You are such an observant person!” I’m not sure why I’m so annoyed by it. I guess it’s partly repetition. If you hear anything often…